After speaking, Yuan Shengyi directly picked up a paper money with a round square hole from the ground, put it between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and began to read words in his mouth.

The left hand is equipped with a finger trick.

Slowly, the yellow sheet paper in his hand began to smoke and burn a little bit.

Wait for that yellow sheet of paper, halfway burned, when the flame is at its largest.

Suddenly, he let out a loud cry.

"Edict!"

Whoosh.

The yellow paper money was like a rabbit, carrying a spark seed, and swept out of the ground at great speed.

It's fast.

Almost instantly, all the paper money on the ground was set on fire.

All the paper money, under his command, like a fire butterfly, scurried up and attacked the woman in red under the eaves over there.

Whew.

The woman in red was surrounded by flames.

The effect of the flame illuminates the bottom edge of the opposite eaves.

At this time, it can also be seen clearly that the woman standing there is not a woman in red at all, but a paper man in a red paper dress.

It's just that the workmanship of this paper man looks very clumsy, and it is far from the technique of the paper woman in the paper village.

This reminds me of the paper figure hanging on the Lin family's ancestral grave.

Could it be that Li Sitong is playing ghost again?

This kid, he's quite bold, and the backlash last time wasn't fierce enough?

But if you think about it, it's right.

The paper man pressed the luck, which is a very ordinary spell. Naturally, it is impossible to be like the layout of the evil feng shui master, who was attacked by a strong backlash, and the whole person's body turned into a charred corpse.

Li Sitong doesn't have a long memory!

Looks like I'm going to have to give him a long memory this time.

In fact, this paper man's spell of crying and mourning is very ordinary, similar to the paper man's pressure luck, if he simply breaks his method, he will be counterattacked, and it is indeed not too violent.

"Wait a minute, Uncle Yuan. ”

Yuan Shengyi was originally going to use the fire of paper money to burn the paper man to break the law.

But I stopped me.

"Xiao Yang, this paper man's crying and mourning spell is aimed at your shop, so it must be aimed at you. Don't worry, don't be afraid, I'll break him right away and make him suffer from backlash!"

"Uncle Yuan......"

Before I could say anything, Yuan Shengyi's sword eyebrows were upside down, his fingers changed, and with a ball of flames, he swallowed the red-clothed paper man into the flames.

The fire burned the paper figures, crackling.

The paper man fell.

Yuan Shengyi took a deep breath and put away his fingers very imposingly.

He patted me on the shoulder and told me.

"Xiao Yang, don't be afraid, it's okay. ”

"Although the paper figure technique can harm people invisibly, it is not difficult to break. ”

I looked at the paper figure that had been burned to ashes and nodded helplessly.

Originally, I wanted to use the divination scroll and the tracking method to find the murderer. Although I speculate that this was done by Li Sitong again, it is definitely not his own method.

I want to find the person who cast the curse, otherwise he will always come to harass him in the future, and it will be very annoying.

Although I thought about this, I didn't speak, after all, Yuan Shengyi was kind enough to help me.

But Yuan Shengyi seemed to feel that I was frightened by this paper man's crying and mourning spell.

His warm hands, holding my shoulders, smiled and said kindly to me.

"Xiao Yang, this is the Feng Shui Xuanmen rivers and lakes!"

"Since you have stepped into this world, in the future, what you need to face will definitely be more violent than this, and you must be mentally prepared. ”

"Your grandfather didn't teach you anything, in the future, if you don't understand anything, you can ask me directly, my Yuan family's Beishan School spells, regardless of surname, can be taught, especially you!"

He emphasized the last sentence.

I nodded and immediately thanked me.

It's definitely a good opportunity for me.

Yuan Shengyi is a Xuanmen boss, and his skills must be very powerful.

For example, today's paper figure technique is obviously in the past, just burn the paper figure with a fire, he actually used the Five Elements Fire Technique, this is the method of the master.

Killing chickens also uses cattle slaughtering knives, inferior techniques, and they don't bother to use them at all.

At this time, Yuan Shengyi wiped the sweat from his forehead and told me.

"Let's go, the paper man's mourning spell has been broken, you are no longer in danger, let's go back!"

I nodded and went back with him.

It's just that I feel like his steps are a little heavy.

He went into the house and sat down, not knowing if it was a problem with the lights, but it seemed that his face was a little pale, and the sweat on his forehead was getting more and more.

Wu Zhong immediately walked over and asked worriedly.

"Old Yuan, are you okay?"

Yuan Shengyi waved his hand.

"It's fine. ”

I'm a little worried, because Yuan Shengyi's situation doesn't seem to be optimistic.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the paper man crying and mourning spell just now?

If the paper man or the paper money is still there, then it's okay, I can still see what the problem is. However, now the paper people and the paper money have been burned.

Yuan Shengyi has helped me many times, and I have helped him, and it is also in cause and effect.

So, I didn't have any scruples and directly observed his physiognomy.

After reading it, I was relieved.

Although Yuan Shengyi's Doom Palace was a little dim, the breath of the Fate Palace above was moist and shiny, covering and clearing the gloom of the Doom Palace little by little.

This situation is actually quite easy to explain.

That is, there is nothing wrong with Yuan Shengyi, but the consumption is relatively large, and his body is a little unbearable.

In this case, rest for a night, and you'll be fine.

But here's the problem.

Yuan Shengyi had only used the Five Elements Fire Technique once just now, how could he be short of qi and blood?

Last night, I used the finger trick maybe a dozen times in a row, and all of them were the kind that didn't use the rune paper, just pinched the trick, and when I came back, I was a little sleepy.

I'm just a junior.

A senior like Yuan Shengyi, a senior of the Xuanmen, at least used a simple finger at least twenty times, and if there is a talisman, he can save his qi, thirty times, forty times, I think it must be no problem.

If you think about it, there is only one possibility.

I speculate that on the 44 bus, before I met him, he may have gone through a big fight.

And the Five Elements Fire Technique just now has reached his critical point.

"Uncle Yuan, you have worked hard. ”

He worked so hard and helped me all the way, so I immediately went over and poured a glass of water for Yuan Shengyi.

He nodded, took a sip, and smiled to indicate that he was okay.

As for what the previous war was, I didn't ask, because the matter of Xuanmen is inherently mysterious, and there are many things that are taboo and cannot be asked.

Cheng Tiannian's current situation must wait for the longevity lamp to burn out before he can move.

Lin Jiangcheng is okay, I checked him again, he estimated that he would wake up as soon as it dawned tomorrow morning, when the sun shone into the house, and the yang energy was sufficient.

It's just that he was tattooed by a red-eyed baby ghost, and he is likely to be seriously ill.

This requires him to find an old Chinese medicine doctor who knows how to deal with medicine to grab some medicine for him. Of course, if you can find someone from the Southern Medicine School and prescribe medicine to him, it will naturally be the best.

Yuan Shengyi, they went upstairs.

Wang Ba and I are on the first floor.

Originally, it would have been two hours before the sky would have dawned, but now it's just a matter of squinting for a while.

Wang Ba lay on the rocking chair, I lay down on the bench next to me, I didn't sleep much all night, I fell asleep not long after I just lay down.

It's just that after sleeping for a while, I feel a little cold in my hands.

It's a bit like touching a popsicle, and the thrill makes me wake up all at once.

I sat up.

I looked around, but I didn't see anything.

I took out my phone and glanced at it, and it was only twenty minutes since then.

The people upstairs didn't move, they all seemed to be asleep.

Am I dreaming?

Wang Ba slept very hard.

I sat down, and the stool clanged, and he didn't hear it at all. It is estimated that he reminded him before that he was extremely tired at this time.

Lying down, I'm ready to go back to sleep.

Suddenly, another cold wind blew in.

This time, the cold wind blew on my face, and it was very clear that it was not a cold wind, but a yin air.

Wash your face in the shade?

This is in my grandfather's shop, is there still a ghost?

I sat up and calmly looked around.

On the right is the offering table.

On the left there is a coffee table with a teacup.

There is also a Bogu shelf in front of it, but it is empty on the top.

On the first floor, there is no place to hide, where is that thing? In addition, grandpa's shop has a feng shui bureau, and it is really a ghost who harasses me here in the middle of the night, and it is not afraid of being evaporated by the feng shui bureau?

Wang Ba slept soundly, and then turned over again.

After he stopped, I saw that his left pocket was moving slowly.

It looks like there's some living creature in there.